Moon Tower Inn Novels & Stories

Chapter 100 Our New Tower Home A week later, Niklaus made a bold move, placing an offer on the tower across from Kie's at double its worth. The sellers were thrilled and quickly accepted. We signed the papers, and just like that, it was ours. Niklaus beamed with excitement as we named it 'Midnight Eclipse', a nod to our beloved yacht. They even surprised Abatrose with a small wrap-around outdoor pool, tailor-made for his enjoyment. I couldn't help but notice the thoughtful gesture, reminiscent of Niklaus's own considerate nature. David's kind reminder of Niklaus's thoughtful side warmed my heart, filling me with a sense of contentment and joy.

And I recognized nearly all of them in my city. My eyes narrowed. The date— That date. It was from the same day I first physically encountered Aurora DE Santa in person in my office. Wait. I mouthed the name under my breath, reading it slowly, "The Mayen Tower Hotel" Never heard of it. Which was damn near impossible. I own that city. That skyline. I know 95% of the hospitality game in New York. If I haven’t stayed there, I’ve bought them, or buried them for non compliance.

“And no, this place isn't a monument, unless of course you just want to call it that. This is Moonstone's pack house.” Her tone was calm all through the time she used in explaining. And it makes me wonder maybe it was just me she speaks like that too or it's just the way she speaks. I still find it hard to believe this was actually a pack house. It was three times bigger and beautiful than Bloodcrest's pack house. Everyone knows Moonstone to be a very formidable and wealthy pack but seeing this proved that it was far better than what we had thought. “Here's your room.” Marietta stopped in front of a huge mahogany door. She then swiped a keycard close to what appear to be a door handle before

***AURORA*** The tires suddenly screeched as Ivy slammed on the brakes, bringing us to a sudden halt directly in front of the Moonspire Hotel. The luxury venue was crawling with life. Valets in pressed uniforms scurried around fleet after fleet of black sports cars and high-end SUVs, shielding wealthy pack members beneath massive golf umbrellas. Paparazzi flashes exploded like a storm near the grand glass canopy, throwing blinding white light over the heavy rain.

The alpine-style wooden house looked sturdy, painted a dark brown that harmonized with the surrounding nature, accented by white window frames. The front terrace was spacious, filled with blooming pots of geraniums. A polished wooden plaque reading "Aurora" hung near the entrance. The atmosphere was incredibly calming—far from being ostentatiously luxurious, it radiated serenity and peace. "We have arrived, Miss Moza," Mr. Amir said as he cut the engine. Moza stepped out immediately, taking a deep breath of the fresh mountain air. She carried the bag of groceries while Mr. Amir lifted her and the Grandmaster’s suitcases.

The Gilded Cage, Refurbished The motel room smelled of stale cigarettes, industrial-grade lemon cleaner, and the damp chill of the coast. It was a far cry from the 68th floor of Hawke Tower. There was one bed, covered in a thin, floral polyester spread that looked like it hadn't seen a washing machine since the Great Collapse.

He drove seriously without looking around as if nothing had happened. Isabella pouted and snorted secretly, thinking, "What a cold man!" Half an hour later, the car stopped before a tall building named Celestial Tower. Quinn threw his car key to a lobby manager and walked into the hall with Isabella. Celestial Tower was 68-story. It used to be the tallest building in Astraea as well as the landmark of Northbay. It was located in the downtown area of the city. There were many people and cars. The buildings here were all. The revolving restaurant on the top floor of Celestial Tower was famous.

"I don't know about tomorrow. I'll meet you directly if I don't have any work." "Sure, that's fine." After walking for a while, I finally arrived at the front door of the Red Moon Inn, while Livi headed straight home. It was a large inn with three floors. As I entered, I was greeted by a female attendant at the reception desk. "Welcome to the Red Moon Inn." "I'd like to stay here. Are there any available rooms?" "We still have plenty. A single room costs thirty crypto coins for a 24-hour stay, or fifty crypto coins with three meals included."

After about ten hours, Ravyn and Zamonte landed on the rooftop of the AB Tower in the city of Abyad, a tourist destination full of luxury spas, white sand beaches, white architecture, and. "White water?" Zamonte was struck by the abundance of white around him, and he gratefully accepted a drink offered by one of the assistants at the place. "It's regular camel milk," the assistant said. Ravyn sipped her drink quietly while a man in a white robe approached them on the rooftop.

The imposing structure, adorned with the prominent signage of 'LaDarizza Tower' exuded an aura of grandeur. She stepped out of the car with Bonnie who parted her lips in awe of the place. "Wow. This is really beautiful, ma'am," Bonnie whispered. Getting into the first floor, a uniformed man walked upto them immediately. "Good evening. You're Adira Kensington, am I right?" He asked with a genial smile. "This way, please. Mr. Jared already made a reservation for you." Following the man, they got into the elevator and went upto the seventeenth floor. The tower was quite big. It was among the biggest resorts belonging to the Wyatt Group.